Irritable

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow,

You know, for the most part I paint a very positive picture of my mood here and it's not a lie. I'm generally upbeat. 

But of course not everything in the garden is rosy. And today - despite everyone around me being really nice and considerate and nice and nice they all somehow managed to conspire to get right up my effing bumhole. 

I will allow myself a brief interlude of childish petulant irritation. 

S.